Feeling very sad this week for Japan. The sudden shock and tumult of it all.
Here are a couple of haiku by Basho (1644-1694). One of sadness, one of hope.
The petals tremble
The petals tremble
on the yellow mountain rose -
roar of the rapids
As they begin to rise again
As they begin to rise again
Chrysanthemums faintly smell,
After the flooding rain.
Here are a couple of haiku by Basho (1644-1694). One of sadness, one of hope.
The petals tremble
The petals tremble
on the yellow mountain rose -
roar of the rapids
As they begin to rise again
As they begin to rise again
Chrysanthemums faintly smell,
After the flooding rain.
